A Little Loco...

Just the ramblings of a crazy Mom of two beautiful girls (and YaYa to many children that I adore) navigating through my snafu'd life. This blog is my way of 'clearing the cobwebs' and trying to maintain my sanity.

I have a chaotic life full of kids, rebuilding after our house burnt, coffee, my best girls, mornings in my breezeway, blogging, a full time job, screaming kids, laundry, remodeling, Asperger's/OCD Big'K, mowing, taking the trash out, Bipolar w/psychosis and RAD Lil'K, a crazy family, more kids thrown in the mix, bad plumbing, laughing until I pee my pants, electrical malfunctions, and everything else the Big G thinks He needs to throw at me on this ride we call life, all the while trying to survive being a single mother. Because let's face it...every day that I wake up, I am outnumbered!

well i have stumbled back into the blogging world. i get busy in life and find that it has been too long since i have visited. and i miss it. so i find myself here again.

we have internet! yay!! who would have thought something so dumb could make one so happy. maybe with the addition of being able to access the interworldnetwebs i will make appearances more often. meh. i will try.

things are things. my new normal is strange. and i do not always care for it. things feel misplaced. and lost. but it is what it is. i have made that statement so many times over the last couple of decades. and it is true. but i am beginning to dislike that phrase. quite a bit.

Lil'K is back in the hospital. it saddens me that we have to do that. at nine years old she has been in a mental institution of one caliber or another at least 6 times. i wonder if it will always be like this? and if it is...will we survive it. while walking down the hallway after leaving her in the care of her unit i said to the nurse that i did not know if it was good or bad but that admitting her was getting easier. it was no longer accompanied by a sob fest in the car. we did cry together in the assessment room. she had a rough time. begging and pleading. tearing the room up. trying to escape. running into the door. bargaining to not have to stay. but when that wave was over and her mood had returned to normal she agreed that it was the best place for her. because no matter how much she hated it, it did help. i can honestly say that the state of care surrounding mental illness in this country is a joke. and sad. and it frustrates me. and angers me.

Big'K is back from college. i believe the Asperger's got the best of her. she decided to return to a normal setting and wait until it was the right time to head to college. i am disappointed that it did not work out, but not disappointed in her or her decision. she has said that if college does not work out the second time that she is considering the military. this is the first time she has ever come close to even mentioning or accepting the military as an option. i am not sure how i feel. but we will have to see how it all works out.

other than that the house is coming along. slowly. the yellow house still sits in front of The Tin Beast. but hopefully this will be the year it gets torn down and hauled off. i hate seeing it sit there. reminding all of us of the fire.

well my friends, i do hope today finds you well. and hopefully it will not be too long until i fall into here again...

Loco YaYa's Snafu'd World

About

Just a mom of two kids. Big K and Lil K. Who make me loco on a daily basis. I have a ton of other kids that call me 'YaYa'. They are my 'stray cats' as my great aunt refers to them. Once you start feeding them they won't go away...and apparently i'm a great cook!

The things I say will not always make sense. I am funny. I am sarcastic. I am educated. (Sometimes I forget this and the ghettoredneckcoonass comes out. I cannot help it. Hushitup!) I am a smartass. I do not sleep a lot. I may be off color at times. I am also harmless. You may not get my style and that is not my fault. This blog is not meant to be anything other than my thoughts. What I say belongs to me and at the end of the day...it's just words. Get over yourself. If you are offended, go away. You have been warned...